There was no room for anything other than stark terror in Pijiu’s mind. Like master, like disciple. Tianqi was crueler and even more evil than his master!

Pijiu had been counting on the great influence formed between the Lun Mountain and Lun River to take out his enemy. After all, it could trap and kill connate demon gods! But Tianqi was the god of Mount Tai and a student of feng shui. This kind of layout might as well not exist in his eyes; he could dismantle it with a single huff.

Now that he’d destroyed it in such a simple and brutal manner, Pijiu couldn’t even go down with his enemy if he wanted to. When Tianqi mentioned his father once more, a humbling fear reduced the gray deer to...